ghosts?
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Originally Posted by last5oh_302
Great stories, especially if they're true!! 
(3/2)
The reason I was the only one able to see him was that he when they die they allow one person to see them. That's why niether parents nor my sister could see him. The reason that we believe that he chose me was because I was open minded enough to believe it and that his son and I were friends and he saw his son in me.
If you guys are cusrious to what I see. In the x files intro there is a ghost that walks down the stairs and that is pretty much EXACTLY what I see. It's about 20 seconds in where you will see him....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PiI7RVyxBek
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From: Hammer Lane
Originally Posted by Raoul
He knows exactly what I'm talking about.
I was in that elevator that day and that was no 'fat chick' that was my mother.
What he needs to do is admit the truth right now to everyone, it's simple
I farted and he claimed it!
We've had our differences in the past but, this time he's gone too far!
I was in that elevator that day and that was no 'fat chick' that was my mother.
What he needs to do is admit the truth right now to everyone, it's simple
I farted and he claimed it!
We've had our differences in the past but, this time he's gone too far!
Your momma has some big bones then.
Besides... I didn't actually blame her. I just looked at her in shock and moved as far away as I could. Everyone else followed suit.
Originally Posted by Raoul
I challenge Odin to a Fart Off ! Anytime, Anywhere!
(we'll need some volunteer judges)
(we'll need some volunteer judges)
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Alright day late but I'll throw this out there, as short as possiable.
When I was about 2-3 years old we lived in a trailer house. One night I satrted complaing that something was shaking my bed. Mom and dad passed it off as wind or something and sent me back to bed. For the next several weeks I kept getting woke up by my bed shaking. Finally it got violent enough that it scared me and I refused to go to bed. So dad, decided to lay down in bed with me until I went to sleep. Dad is a very rational man, he is also a man of great understanding. About the time I was dozing off to sleep I am picked up by my PJ's and thrown acorss the room! I open my eyes in time to see my mattress flying through the air at me and landing on top of me.
Apparently dad had felt like what he described as someone running between the box spring and the matteress. Once he tore the bed apart of course there was nothing there.
After that, then they started experincing the same shaking bed at night.
This went on for quit some time and as time went on then things escalated.
It never tried to hurt anyone, just little practical jokes. Move things, then place them back ussually after they had been replaced, little stuff that could ussually be passed off as normal. Except there was always a twist. Example finger nail clippers kept disapearing. after replacing several pair then finally dad called mom into the bathroom as he put them away and showed her that he was putting them on this paticular shelf in this certain spot. The next morning, there were all 5 missing pair lined up on that shelf......
Also, mom and dad sold fire equipment, so we had fire detectors through out the trailer. One night teh one in the kitchen went off, dad went in, shut it off, checked the place out, didnt find anything so he restet it and went to bed. As soon as he laid down it went off again. Repeat previous steps..... 2 more times this happened. Finally dad took it off teh wall, unpluged it, took teh battery out of it and left it on the kitchen table and went back to bed..... Just as he laid down, you guessed it it went off again..... No power to it what so ever. Like I said Dad is a very rational man, he is also a man of great understanding, there was not a capicitor or anything that could even act like a capacitor in those that would store energy for it to go off again.
When I was 4, on halloween we moved from that trailer to the house that dad built a few feet behind it. Mom and Dad both say that as they were moving the when theyd walk in the trailer there was a great feeling, almost overwhelming feeling of sadness and despair.
After that nothing else happened until.....
I now live in that house that dad built, nothing had happened for years, until after I bought it from mom and dad and moved back in to this house. Then a few things happened that I have shared on here before. Nothing in probably 4-5-6 years.... not to say something won't happen tonight.
bwahahahahaha
I kind of, in a strange twisted way, miss it.
When I was about 2-3 years old we lived in a trailer house. One night I satrted complaing that something was shaking my bed. Mom and dad passed it off as wind or something and sent me back to bed. For the next several weeks I kept getting woke up by my bed shaking. Finally it got violent enough that it scared me and I refused to go to bed. So dad, decided to lay down in bed with me until I went to sleep. Dad is a very rational man, he is also a man of great understanding. About the time I was dozing off to sleep I am picked up by my PJ's and thrown acorss the room! I open my eyes in time to see my mattress flying through the air at me and landing on top of me.
Apparently dad had felt like what he described as someone running between the box spring and the matteress. Once he tore the bed apart of course there was nothing there.
After that, then they started experincing the same shaking bed at night.
This went on for quit some time and as time went on then things escalated.
It never tried to hurt anyone, just little practical jokes. Move things, then place them back ussually after they had been replaced, little stuff that could ussually be passed off as normal. Except there was always a twist. Example finger nail clippers kept disapearing. after replacing several pair then finally dad called mom into the bathroom as he put them away and showed her that he was putting them on this paticular shelf in this certain spot. The next morning, there were all 5 missing pair lined up on that shelf......
Also, mom and dad sold fire equipment, so we had fire detectors through out the trailer. One night teh one in the kitchen went off, dad went in, shut it off, checked the place out, didnt find anything so he restet it and went to bed. As soon as he laid down it went off again. Repeat previous steps..... 2 more times this happened. Finally dad took it off teh wall, unpluged it, took teh battery out of it and left it on the kitchen table and went back to bed..... Just as he laid down, you guessed it it went off again..... No power to it what so ever. Like I said Dad is a very rational man, he is also a man of great understanding, there was not a capicitor or anything that could even act like a capacitor in those that would store energy for it to go off again.
When I was 4, on halloween we moved from that trailer to the house that dad built a few feet behind it. Mom and Dad both say that as they were moving the when theyd walk in the trailer there was a great feeling, almost overwhelming feeling of sadness and despair.
After that nothing else happened until.....
I now live in that house that dad built, nothing had happened for years, until after I bought it from mom and dad and moved back in to this house. Then a few things happened that I have shared on here before. Nothing in probably 4-5-6 years.... not to say something won't happen tonight.
bwahahahahaha
I kind of, in a strange twisted way, miss it.
Last edited by PSS-Mag; Nov 1, 2007 at 10:02 PM.
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Originally Posted by PSS-Mag
Alright day late but I'll throw this out there, as short as possiable.
When I was about 2-3 years old we lived in a trailer house. One night I satrted complaing that something was shaking my bed. Mom and dad passed it off as wind or something and sent me back to bed. For the next several weeks I kept getting woke up by my bed shaking. Finally it got violent enough that it scared me and I refused to go to bed. So dad, decided to lay down in bed with me until I went to sleep. Dad is a very rational man, he is also a man of great understanding. About the time I was dozing off to sleep I am picked up by my PJ's and thrown acorss the room! I open my eyes in time to see my mattress flying through the air at me and landing on top of me.
Apparently dad had felt like what he described as someone running between the box spring and the matteress. Once he tore the bed apart of course there was nothing there.
After that, then they started experincing the same shaking bed at night.
This went on for quit some time and as time went on then things escalated.
It never tried to hurt anyone, just little practical jokes. Move things, then place them back ussually after they had been replaced, little stuff that could ussually be passed off as normal. Except there was always a twist. Example finger nail clippers kept disapearing. after replacing several pair then finally dad called mom into the bathroom as he put them away and showed her that he was putting them on this paticular shelf in this certain spot. The next morning, there were all 5 missing pair lined up on that shelf......
Also, mom and dad sold fire equipment, so we had fire detectors through out the trailer. One night teh one in the kitchen went off, dad went in, shut it off, checked the place out, didnt find anything so he restet it and went to bed. As soon as he laid down it went off again. Repeat previous steps..... 2 more times this happened. Finally dad took it off teh wall, unpluged it, took teh battery out of it and left it on the kitchen table and went back to bed..... Just as he laid down, you guessed it it went off again..... No power to it what so ever. Like I said Dad is a very rational man, he is also a man of great understanding, there was not a capicitor or anything that could even act like a capacitor in those that would store energy for it to go off again.
When I was 4, on halloween we moved from that trailer to the house that dad built a few feet behind it. Mom and Dad both say that as they were moving the when theyd walk in the trailer there was a great feeling, almost overwhelming feeling of sadness and despair.
After that nothing else happened until.....
I now live in that house that dad built, nothing had happened for years, until after I bought it from mom and dad and moved back in to this house. Then a few things happened that I have shared on here before. Nothing in probably 4-5-6 years.... not to say something won't happen tonight.
bwahahahahaha
I kind of, in a strange twisted way, miss it.
When I was about 2-3 years old we lived in a trailer house. One night I satrted complaing that something was shaking my bed. Mom and dad passed it off as wind or something and sent me back to bed. For the next several weeks I kept getting woke up by my bed shaking. Finally it got violent enough that it scared me and I refused to go to bed. So dad, decided to lay down in bed with me until I went to sleep. Dad is a very rational man, he is also a man of great understanding. About the time I was dozing off to sleep I am picked up by my PJ's and thrown acorss the room! I open my eyes in time to see my mattress flying through the air at me and landing on top of me.
Apparently dad had felt like what he described as someone running between the box spring and the matteress. Once he tore the bed apart of course there was nothing there.
After that, then they started experincing the same shaking bed at night.
This went on for quit some time and as time went on then things escalated.
It never tried to hurt anyone, just little practical jokes. Move things, then place them back ussually after they had been replaced, little stuff that could ussually be passed off as normal. Except there was always a twist. Example finger nail clippers kept disapearing. after replacing several pair then finally dad called mom into the bathroom as he put them away and showed her that he was putting them on this paticular shelf in this certain spot. The next morning, there were all 5 missing pair lined up on that shelf......
Also, mom and dad sold fire equipment, so we had fire detectors through out the trailer. One night teh one in the kitchen went off, dad went in, shut it off, checked the place out, didnt find anything so he restet it and went to bed. As soon as he laid down it went off again. Repeat previous steps..... 2 more times this happened. Finally dad took it off teh wall, unpluged it, took teh battery out of it and left it on the kitchen table and went back to bed..... Just as he laid down, you guessed it it went off again..... No power to it what so ever. Like I said Dad is a very rational man, he is also a man of great understanding, there was not a capicitor or anything that could even act like a capacitor in those that would store energy for it to go off again.
When I was 4, on halloween we moved from that trailer to the house that dad built a few feet behind it. Mom and Dad both say that as they were moving the when theyd walk in the trailer there was a great feeling, almost overwhelming feeling of sadness and despair.
After that nothing else happened until.....
I now live in that house that dad built, nothing had happened for years, until after I bought it from mom and dad and moved back in to this house. Then a few things happened that I have shared on here before. Nothing in probably 4-5-6 years.... not to say something won't happen tonight.
bwahahahahaha
I kind of, in a strange twisted way, miss it.
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Originally Posted by PSS-Mag
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finger nail clippers kept disapearing. after replacing several pair then finally dad called mom into the bathroom as he put them away and showed her that he was putting them on this paticular shelf in this certain spot. The next morning, there were all 5 missing pair lined up on that shelf......
finger nail clippers kept disapearing. after replacing several pair then finally dad called mom into the bathroom as he put them away and showed her that he was putting them on this paticular shelf in this certain spot. The next morning, there were all 5 missing pair lined up on that shelf......
